He was detained at an anti-war rally on March 6. His relatives lost contact with him, and he was found only on March 12 in the hospital, at the Sklifosovsky Research Institute of Emergency Medicine. He was taken there because he had taken methadone after his arrest. Later Sergeev was placed in custody. Initially, a case was opened on preparation for hooliganism by a group of people using weapons or (Part 2 of Article 213 of the Criminal Code with the use of Part 1 of Article 30 of the Criminal Code). On March 6, an anonymous public on VKontakte “Polite People / War” published a message that two citizens detained on Pushkinskaya Square were found with explosives. Sergeev admitted guilt. On May 5, it became known that the charge had been reclassified as preparation for a terrorist act by a group of persons (Part 2 of Article 205 of the Criminal Code with the use of Part 1 of Article 30 of the Criminal Code). On April 20, 2023, Sergeev was sentenced to eight years in a maximum security colony. On September 27, the appellate court reduced his sentence by two months.
Hi!
This is letter N3, a response to many of yours.
I don’t know anymore whether Tolstoy was a good person, but he wrote about very important things. Try reading «Resurrection», maybe you’ll change your mind about him.
Access to information and education does not change human physiology. Not everything depends on the surrounding culture. Competition and aggression are part of our nature. The latest achievements in genetics and psychology indicate that much more depends on heredity than we previously thought. Even altruism fits into the theory of intraspecific natural selection. In general, this area of science is frightening...
Happy about your trip. It looks like Georgia is one of the remaining places where one can still go to a concert. I’ve got this idiotic dream — to go to an A-Studio concert. That’s how tastes change in isolation. Eh, and there was a time when I went to see Disturbed in Moscow.
I demand a photo from Halloween in a costume! If it’s awkward, then don’t, I’d understand. Every time I remember my costume, I feel ashamed. Glad it disappeared somewhere on the Internet.
I’ve read the bombastic book «The Year 93» (*«Ninety-Three») by Victor Hugo. About the Great French Revolution (*French Revolution). Conscience versus duty. The gist is this: the Republicans caught a monarchist, and he must be executed. But he saved children from the fire, and it is a shame to execute him. The Republican decided «what is the point of such a Republic if we execute heroes» and helped the prisoner escape. According to the law, it was necessary to execute the traitor who helped the prisoner escape. Yesterday’s friends have to judge him. The trouble is that all the characters: the fugitive, the traitor, and the executioner are in close relationships and kinship, and they really don’t want all this. Painful dialogues take place between them, each of them bargains with their conscience. The traitor goes to the guillotine shouting «long live the Republic!» The guards are sobbing, the officer asks to be executed instead of the traitor. The executioner demands that the sentence be carried out. Execution. The executioner shoots himself in the head. Everyone did their duty to the Republic, even the traitor, because he defended the moral character of the Republic. And the sheep are safe, and the wolves are fed... Well, almost... I’m sure there should be a film adaptation.
How tightly they have taken on childfree. Someday the doors of my cell will open and a cellmate will come in and say: «I’m in jail for childfree propaganda», ahah, I won’t be surprised at all. The most effective propaganda of childfree is when money is collected on TV for the treatment of children.
Out of curiosity, I read Lermontov, even though I don’t like poetry. How strange — only 18 years have passed since the Patriotic War (*French invasion of Russia) of 1812, and he already jokes about Napoleon. Here’s the poem «St. Helena»: «Let’s honor with greetings the lonely island, // Where often, deep in thought, // On the shore of distant France // Napoleon recalled! // Son of the sea, your grave is among the seas! // Here is the revenge for the torment of so many days! // The vicious country did not deserve // For the great one to end his life there... (there is no more room).»
I’m fine. Thanks for your support!
11/12/24
Yeniseysk, Prison-2
